Words Of The Day Of Scribble And Sense

31.January.18

The space under the sky is free. When not sheltered by those fenestrated canopies under which masses preserve lifestyles by appeasing superiors with quomodocunquizing every-actions, the soul takes to the blue and green as a revitalizing dip into an effervescently warm bath, where the reboant cries for a connection to a more meaningful purpose and reason is found when sunlight irrupts both the body and mind with a cleanse of clarity, peace, and harmony. ; )